Pietko's Dream Journal

I was to be born. I had no physical body yet. And I saw gods, they had plans for me. There was also someone who was my mother, but not physical one. She had clothes made of bread... And I eat from those clothes. And she spoken with one of higher gods, she tried to make him to teach me. She wanted him to teach me for 16 years. He said: No. Mother was disappointed. But that god continued: Even 17 years will not be enough... I will teach him for 18 years.
I don't know what I learnt

I was walking through big city. Concrete everywhere... High buildings. I felt lost. I felt gloomy, without connection. There was one young man going after me. He was quiet. I told him some of my thoughts, from time to time, but he was quiet.
Then I found big parkland. I told to young man:Look nowhere anything green, no tree and here, here is big old park. It was like small dense wood growing in concrete jungle. I felt connection to that piece of land. I walked into park... in between